GVBR Day 3

Forecast for warm weather so we got out at a reasonable time, and cruised along with a bit of a tail wind.  The countryside is dry as dust and pretty flat so any winds seem to come straight at us. Coming from behind is always good, not so good the other way round of course.
I keep an eye out for kangaroos as my travelling companion, Lauren, has not seen one yet.  Well, there was on by the side of the road .....  The absence of the usual road kill is perhaps an indication of the state of the region.  Road kill is the sign of a healthy ecosystem I have been told by a reliable source in the past.  We see dams, rivers, creeks, etc well down or dry everywhere.   The crops have been harvested and so there is plenty of dusty chaff blowing around.
Lunch today is at the Maryborough Harness Racing track and we get there around 10, a bit early for lunch even after a good ride.  Deciding to take our rolls with us after a rest we press on.  Ian did let me know by text that there was a delicious chicken pie to be had from the locals but still not hungry enough for that.  Lesley later confirmed this so we did miss out there.
It is hot when we arrive in Dunolly so what else would one do but head for the swimming pool - when I say one I mean 1000 as it seemed to be that number there when we arrived.  Having arrived without my bathing costume I returned to the campsite and really warmed up by the time I hit the pool.  Very nice in the water surrounded by school children so headed for the juniors pool and sat in that for a while.

Girls who saw the camera and invited me to take their picture

Dried out on the walk home, a good shower and off to the bowling club for a beer. Two pubs in town - one permanently closed, one closed for renovations (poor timing).  However, we enjoyed watching the barefoot bowlers and it turns out I knew enough to explain to Lauren what it was all about. Played twice in my life so of course I'm an expert.
Round the back of the club the local service and community groups have a range of food carts - potatoes, woodfired pizza, local lamb sausages (good choice) - and in the bandstand are some musos playing home made instruments.  They are tuned stomp boxes with bells and chimes, a bass percussion instrument with plumbing tubes and a very interesting pedal powered instrument with wind chimes.

And speaking of wind it came up suddenly even stronger than it had for the afternoon and looked black in the middle distance. So straight back to camp, bring in the washing, batten down the tent hatches and off to dinner before all the seats under cover are gone.  Made it in time before the thunderstorm hit heavy and hard wind. People running in all directions, tents damaged, dinners awash. It's easy to watch. It passes, wind drops, no more rain to speak of and a clear starry sky overnight.
When you are out of town you realise how all the stars disappear over the cities.